Holy

Here we are, God, come before the throne of grace
Here we are, God, come before the mercy seat
I can see the lightning, I can feel the thunder
I can hear the voices proceeding from your throne

Twenty-four elders bowing low, casting down their crowns of gold
And four living creatures crying out, day and night, night and day
Only one word comes to mind
There's only one word to describe

Holy, holy, lord God almighty
There is no one like you
You are holy, holy